"Hmm? Do you know where Fu Tiao is?"

Seeing everyone's focused gazes, He Shen thought for a while and hesitated: "Maybe?"

"Maybe?" Everyone was puzzled.

"Hmm... I probably, maybe, maybe, almost, barely, know a little bit... about Fu Tiao's location?"

Seeing the increasingly unkind looks from everyone, He Shen couldn't help but smile bitterly and immediately raised his hands in surrender.

"Okay, okay, let me tell you, I do have a little bit of information, but I have to go check on Fu Tiao's situation now, and I'll tell you later..."

After saying that, He Shen turned around and went out, preparing to look for Fu Tiao.

But after walking a few steps, he came back, licked his face and smiled at the counselor: "Old Yao, lend me your car. I don't have money to eat and I have an IV drip. Please borrow some."

"..."

Counselor Yao looked helpless, but seeing all the teachers around him looking at him, he could only sigh and threw the car keys away; "Go early and come back early. If you find it, let us know."

"sure!"

After that, He Shen went out again, found Counselor Yao's car, and walked towards the place where he had taken Fu Tiao.

Soon, his car stopped at the entrance of the factory area. After saying hello to the security guard there, he walked into the factory office and took the elevator to the underground.

Previously, he took Fu Diao to enter from the underground parking garage because the factory was closed on weekends and the office door was inaccessible.

Now that it's a working day, the door to the office has been opened. Naturally, he will not park his car underground and go in, but will go directly to the main road.

When he walked underground, the sound of the piano was vaguely transmitted to his ears through the glass. He couldn't help being stunned, and walked forward quickly. When he reached his piano studio, Fu Tiao was still there.

Practice on the piano.

Almost ten days have passed since he brought Fu Diao to this place to practice.

In the past ten days, Fu Tiao is still here. Has he not left at all?

He Shen was a little surprised, but thinking that he had practiced so hard in the past, he was not particularly surprised for a while.

But judging from Fu Tiao's appearance, he is not the kind of rich man, nor is he the kind of person whose family lives in Haicheng. He comes from an ordinary family and has a little talent for music, so he came to Haicheng.

Studying at the City Conservatory of Music.

The distance between Haicheng Conservatory of Music and this place basically spans the entire Haicheng. He drove for more than an hour to get there. It was impossible for Fu Diao to practice back and forth every day.

He Shen originally thought that Fu Diao would be enough to practice for two days, but who would have thought... Fu Diao practiced for ten days?

It’s a bit long to play at this time, it’s a bit too big...

Just as he was about to go over, a man in work clothes passed by whistling. When he saw He Shen, his eyes lit up and he waved.

"Hey, Teacher He, it's not easy. The sponsor's dad comes to visit the studio?"

"Good morning, Mr. Wang." He Shen nodded gently to the man and smiled friendly.

This person is the piano master in his studio, Engineer Wang.

The person responsible for polishing the outer shell of the grand piano wears almost the same overalls every day and looks like he is doing nothing, but the work on his hands is very hard.

Basically, it can be said that all the best works sold are basically the shells polished by him.

He Shen looked at Gong Wang, then at Fu Tiao inside the room, and hesitantly said.

"Wang Gong, let me ask you, is that the one... has he been practicing in that place?"

"Who? Oh, you mean Moll, he has indeed been practicing in this place."

"Moll?" He Shen didn't react for a moment.

"Yes." Wang Gong nodded without any hesitation and explained: "Isn't his name Fu Diao? We originally wanted to call him Minor Diao, but then we thought about it, isn't Minor Diao Minor? In German, it is called Moll.

Minor and Moll thought about it and decided Moll was the right name, so we kept calling him Moll."

"this……"

He Shen didn't know what to say for a while.

Fortunately, Fu Diao is relatively young and can be called minor. If he were older, would he have to be called major? And then it would become Major? Or Dur?

The brain circuit of those people in my studio who come up with nicknames is really...

He Shen pretended not to hear Wang Gong's words and continued to ask.

"You have also heard that many powerful people come here to find the piano. So what do you think...how is Fu Tiao's recent practice?"

"Hey, we're just a bunch of rough guys..." Wang Gong looked at He Shen rolling his eyes to the sky, couldn't help coughing twice, and continued: "Well, how can I put it, we play pretty well, and the old players who came before

Apart from the gap between great masters, among the younger generation of pianists, even those before the age of 30, there are very few who can compete with Fu Tiao. If all the pianists in the world are counted, there may only be a dozen or so?

"

"Hmm? So sure?"

"Hey, I just felt it from a few people I heard. After all, I'm a piano geek, so don't count on me."

"Haha... The winner of the Young Pianist Competition is a hot chick, right? I'll report you later."

"Tch, I can't take the joke, get out of here, I'm going to work."

Wang Gong waved to He Shen, put his hands in his pockets and walked slowly towards the studio. Halfway there, he suddenly remembered something, turned to look at He Shen, and spoke again.

"Although I don't know what you want to do by bringing him here, I must tell you that he is very serious."

"Um?"

"I came here around 12 o'clock on Monday. Although it wasn't too early, he had already warmed up the piano at that time and was practicing the details of the music. I was tired of hearing some of the details.

He could still play extremely seriously, without any feeling of irritation, until he polished that detail to perfection. He also practiced many times to ensure that it was perfect every time before he continued. And when I left at three or four in the afternoon,

He's still practicing."

Wang Gong glanced at Fu Tiao who was still practicing, shrugged his shoulders, and said casually: "Although I don't know about professional pianists like you, he is indeed very serious, and his musical sense is also very good.

, even in the Chopin International Piano Competition, there shouldn’t be much problem passing the first round and entering the second round, tsk, I really envy you geniuses."

After saying that, he glanced at He Shen, raised his eyebrows, and said with a smile: "Right? Teacher He?"

"Well, yes, but..."

"but?"

"But you just said that you didn't come to work until 12 o'clock on Monday. I made a note of it. The perfect attendance bonus you applied for me this month is gone. I will get a time card machine and put it in the house later.

, you go to work at nine o'clock, you come here at twelve o'clock, and leave at three or four o'clock in the afternoon, right?"

"Huh? No, I..."

"Stop talking, just wait for the bonus to be deducted, you bastard!"

He Shen pretended to be angry and walked past Wang Gong and walked towards the house.

When he reached the door, he couldn't help but hear his footsteps.

He just heard it vaguely, but he just felt that Fu Diao seemed to have improved a lot.

But what if after opening the glass door, the progress in music is still the same as before?

Now it feels like opening a blind box, which makes He Shen a little hesitant.

But soon, he shook his head slightly and reached out to push open the glass door.

Wow!

The moment he pushed open the glass, the sound of music immediately surged out, rushing out like a valve on the sea.

He Shen was stunned for a moment.

Fu Diao put all his attention on music, and the countless details in the music fascinated Fu Diao.

He was immersed in music and couldn't extricate himself. Every time he practiced, he could feel the progress of his music.

Just like leveling up an online game, the continuous progress brought about by continuous practice gave Fu Diao countless positive feedback, making it impossible for him to notice He Shen's arrival.

He Shen just stood behind Fu Diao, waiting for his performance to stop without saying a word.

When he heard that Wang Gong said that Fu Diao was a little crazy when he practiced piano, he didn't feel anything about it, but when he actually stood behind Fu Diao, he realized that what Wang Gong said was not an exaggeration in the slightest.

Even...a little shrinkage?

People's attention has a limit, and not everyone can maintain unlimited concentration to practice piano. There are often high-efficiency practice and inefficient practice.

What appeared in front of He Shen at this moment was perfect and efficient piano practice, and according to the display on his mobile phone, Fu Tiao had been practicing efficiently for at least half an hour.

In addition, Fu Tiao did not stop when he came here before.

According to a rough estimate, Fu Tiao's efficient practice lasted at least more than an hour!

After more than an hour of efficient practice, He Shen couldn't even imagine what Fu Tiao could do with him.

As long as he listened to it for a little while, he had already noticed that some problems in Fu Diao's music had been improved and were moving in a better direction.

Another half hour passed. After Fu Diao practiced efficiently for an hour and a half, Fu Diao finally left the keyboard with his hands. He stood up to relax his muscles and bones, twisted his waist, and turned to prepare to go to the toilet.
To be continued...